American Gossip King

Chapter 12 This is Basic Literacy

In the Los Angeles Police Department lobby, Kathleen stared blankly at Ian.

Then she looked at the black man.

With Ian's guidance, she found that the black man's sitting posture was indeed abnormal.

So she got up, picked up a pair of rubber gloves, walked over, handed them to her companion, pointed at the black man, and said, "Take him to the examination room and poke his ass."

The Black man was instantly stunned and shouted, "Fuck, you can't do this to me! This is a violation of human rights!!!"

He was taken away amidst wild shouts.

Catherine followed, but she didn't do anything herself; she just watched.

A moment later, the policeman, holding a small plastic bag stained with yellow excrement, roared, "Fuck! Doesn't this bastard even know how to wash his own ass?"

He turned to look at Catherine: "How did you find out?"

Catherine turned her head away and stubbornly replied, "You have to be good at observing."

Ian Karl!

This bastard actually got it right.

He came to be interrogated, and incidentally helped the police solve a case?

The incompetent policeman even tried to hand the plastic bag to Catherine, who angrily retorted, "Don't touch me with that disgusting thing!"

With that, she turned and went back into the hall.

She sat back down in her seat, staring at Ian with wide eyes, without saying a word.

Ian smiled and said, "You're welcome."

Catherine gritted her teeth: "I didn't thank you!"

Kate Beckinsale, watching this scene from a short distance away, also felt a sense of admiration.

Ian Carl, you really know your stuff!

Looking at Catherine's complex expression, Ian smiled and said, "So you see, this matter can be made much simpler. The Los Angeles Police Department, after investigation, confirmed that Ian Carl and Miss Beckinsale are innocent. As for me, I will admit that the LAPD is very capable, and that my foolish actions led to the misunderstanding. I will release the evidence gradually; we'll get the news, and you'll have a perfect resolution to a kidnapping and murder case. If you need, I can even say that some of the evidence was provided by you. I can clear your name!"

Americans can sometimes solve cases very simply; gang shootouts are one way to close a case.

In other words, once the case is classified as a gangland revenge killing, the case can be considered closed.

It's outrageous, but that's reality.

The premise is that the police accept this... The police can be incompetent or capable, depending on whether they want to spend the effort on it.

Police in movies and TV shows are omnipotent, but in reality, police are plagued by a backlog of cases!

Ian has now given them a third option: if the police refuse, they can simply hire a lawyer, who can then make the demands.

Ian Carl didn't hire a lawyer simply because... he didn't have the money right now.

Damn Harnett, why aren't you making the payment yet!

Catherine sneered, "I know what you're thinking, Ian Carl. You're afraid that if we tell the truth, MS13 will come after you, right? Have you considered that even if the police close the case the way you want, I might still tell Madman Git that the so-called mysterious gunman was you? The police need evidence, MS doesn't need evidence!"

Ian smiled slightly. "You're right, Officer Brown. Fortunately, I have a knack for judging people. From your eyes, I can see you're a police officer with a strong sense of justice... As a righteous officer, you wouldn't cooperate with the mob, would you?"

Not far away, Kate thought to herself: But as an unscrupulous journalist, Ian Carr, you will!

Catherine said, "But don't try to threaten me with that, Ian Carl. I don't care about the police department's reputation."

Ian grinned. "But your boss will care. So whether you do it or not, I'm leaving this police station before tonight... It's the best solution!"

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As dusk fell, Ian and Kate Beckinsale walked out of the police station.

A gentle evening breeze blew as Ian, hands in his pockets, calmly looked at Kate Beckinsale beside him: "Would you like me to give you a ride, Miss Beckinsale?"

Kate Beckinsale lightly tosses her hair.

This beautiful woman possessed a unique classical beauty and had lively eyes, but her gaze towards Ian carried a hint of... fear.

She gently shook her head: "To be honest, I don't want to be with you for even a minute right now."

Kate Beckinsale has mixed feelings about Ian right now.

On the one hand, she was grateful to Ian for saving her, but on the other hand, she was afraid of Ian's madness.

A reporter rushed in and killed three gangsters to get a news story, and then reported it. In order to avoid being identified by the police and to get a better story, he planned a car chase, driving through a hail of bullets... Well, there were no bullets, but he regretted it!

How dare he?

The fear from her heart made her instinctively resist Ian, but on the other hand, this man's mystery and strength attracted her.

This caused her immense inner conflict.

Ian and Kate stood side by side in the open space in front of the police station.

A gentle breeze blew, and Kate Middleton's hair fluttered, radiating beauty in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The latest novel is first published here!

Ian smiled and said to Kate, "More news about this will be released tomorrow, and your reputation will be fully restored."

Kate replied, "It doesn't matter, the police already know I'm innocent."

Ian said, "I'm not talking about the police, I'm talking about Hollywood."

Kate looked at him in astonishment: "What did you say?"

She couldn't understand Ian's words, but could only sense the inexplicable confidence in the young man before her.

Ian said seriously, "If you go back to your phone now, there should be a lot of calls. Then you'll tell them you're innocent... So do you know what will happen next?"

He leaned close to Kate's ear and whispered, "According to standard Hollywood procedures, this is how things should go."

"Kate Beckinsale was kidnapped... They'll say Charlie Mills died for you, which is more popular with the public than selling you out!"

"Then, fortunately, Ian Carl saved her. Although there were many misunderstandings during this time, it also strengthened their relationship."

"They'll use this to create a huge buzz, boost your popularity, and also raise people's expectations for Pearl Harbor. A gangster dies for a beautiful woman, a reporter saves her, and they fall in love."

"This is a real-life movie plot; it's going to be amazing!"

Ian spoke fluently, as if he were making up a story, yet it all made perfect sense.

Kate looked at Ian in astonishment: "You mean Touchstone Pictures would fabricate a romance between us? No, that's absolutely impossible."

Ian smiled and shook his head: "Quite the opposite. Under my guidance, the Charlie Mills case will yield at least five major leads. First, Ian Carr will be at the scene of a gunfight interviewing the victims at the villa, making Kate Beckinsale a suspect. Second, a high-speed car chase, with Kate attempting to escape. The police arrest Ian and Kate. Third, a plot twist: Kate Beckinsale was actually kidnapped. Fourth, Ian Carr will kill Charlie Mills to save you. Fifth, Charlie Mills was a cross-dresser who died for you, and his kidnapping was for the purpose of being with you, or something else—no need to explain clearly, leaving some suspense is better. One incident, five hot topics, plus the producer's death and other information..."

He chuckled: "We're going to dominate the headlines for the next two weeks; you and I will both be celebrities. If you hype up our romance now, it'll be the sixth hot topic. So whether you agree or not, Touchstone Pictures and your agent will insist you do it. They won't let such a great publicity opportunity slip by... If Pearl Harbor hadn't already wrapped, they might even have asked me to make a cameo appearance!"

Ian shrugged: "If you don't believe me, go back and contact your agent."

Kate was stunned: "Ian Carl, are you the devil?"

Ian smiled: "Just the basic qualities of a top-tier journalist."

(End of this chapter)